Breakdown, Reveal

Break me,
Expose me,
Peel back my skin.
Make me,
Show me,
The glass that’s within.

Use me,
Bruise me,
Tell me how it hurts.
I need truth,
I need pain,
Because I hurt you first.

A sneer,
A nod,
A promenade -
Their hate is their only defense.
My fear,
My tears,
I’m losing it now,
My only pretense.

Shards,
Memories,
Of what I had become.
Wounds,
Scars,
Wrongs that remained undone.

They sewed,
They morphed,
And still they formed a mask.
It sat upon my face,
And concealed every crack.

But now the mask is gone,
Your hands, so gentle,
Quiver.
The glass hiding underneath
Still has tarnishes in the silver.